this is my ark journey

As soon as he finished speaking, a cigarette was stuffed into his mouth, his frozen eyes moved, and seeing a gray-haired man looking down at him, he couldn't help but smile lightly.

"You're here?"

"Well, it's a little late." Ren's face was expressionless, neither sad nor angry.

"If you don't want to die early, stay away from me." The mercenary had an epic lung cancer, greedily smoking a cigarette, and said nonchalantly, "Made, I didn't expect to lose twice in one night, you really outlived me. "

"Enjoying the process is more interesting than winning or losing." Ren said, a faint flame appeared on his body, as if his whole body was spontaneously ignited. Fire-attributed origin stone skills are not uncommon in Sarkaz, but Geraldine stared wide Eye.

The flames were fleeting, and Ren, who was originally wearing a windbreaker, had changed into a suit of armor, a pointed helmet, a leather tight breastplate, and steel armor, and the cloak behind it emitted embers.

"It's pretty nice."

"Well, a group of monitors who keep fighting until they die fits the current landscape." Ren turned around and took the first step.

"By the way, let me gamble with you again."

He didn't draw his sword, but walked forward along the street. The mercenary behind him was rapidly crystallizing, and his disintegrated body turned into fragments and dissipated, and a faint voice came.

"Bet... what?"

Ren stopped in his tracks, took out an old treasure chest, pressed the flame in his hand to the surface, and turned his head when the treasure chest trembled violently, only seeing the dust of origin stones in the sky.

Gerardin melted into the earth, a tiny life ended quietly, and Ashes spoke to itself.

"Sarkaz will be freed from the sea of ​​suffering!!"

Chapter 63 Don't run away! !

Tonight was doomed to be noisy, the commotion caused by a group of seriously injured mercenaries could not even stir up a wave this night, and Alcador even ignored it at the beginning.

Smelly blood, this kind of garbage is not the person he wants to wait for, but instead listens to the report coldly in the pure white hall.

There was a lot of commotion, the number one target W actually broke through, and the mud rock team sent to hunt down did not go down, and the whole plan had problems from the beginning.

"Renn Rodland? Who is this sacred?" Tapping the document with his finger, the Gorefiend was thoughtful. At first he thought he was an elite member of the Tower of Babel, but his resume didn't look like it.

"It doesn't matter, what's the response from the silencer?"

"Not yet, but the group of rats in the underground pipe network will never escape." A Sarkaz officer stood straight.

"Go ask, I have a bad feeling." Gorefiend waved his hand, not in the mood to chase down the mud rock team.

It's just cannon fodder, and he will die whether the task is completed or not. Now he has the biggest headache how to end it, at least to evacuate the noble area, and the group of Babel operatives who sneaked in is also a hidden danger.

When exactly?Do you really think that cardinal can hold off most of my troops?

How could that evil spirit be so naive, he must have arranged a backup!

'Is it the banshee heir, or the woman named Kelsey? '

The Gorefiend was thinking about a strong enemy, and suddenly, his nose moved a few times, just like Ceobe smelled delicious food and stood up suddenly.

Delicious blood.

A bloody afterimage crossed the hall, and Alcador leaned on the floor-to-ceiling windows with both hands to peek down, only to see a man in strange armor coming down the long street, holding an old wooden box without a weapon in his hand.

"Who is this?"

The Earl could see that the dozens of soldiers below also noticed Ren who was walking slowly, and quickly reorganized their formation. The thick shield, crossbow, and warlock were all in place, showing super personal qualities.

No warning, kill on the spot!

But Ren moved faster. Before the crossbow shot, he leaned forward and threw the wooden box in his hand violently!

what?

The soldiers who had just blew themselves up by a group of infected people were a little nervous. They saw that the wooden box flew over their heads in a parabola and hit the middle of the queue. People around them dodged one after another, but saw that the wooden box only raised a cloud of dust after it hit the ground.

An illogical attack method, while Ashes in the front took out the shield, blessed the shield with a magic power, accelerated his pace, and charged dozens of people, the crossbow arrows wiped a large amount of sparks on the surface of the black knight's shield, the warlocks were already using the ancient source Stone craft.

"Go ahead and kill him! You, go see what's in the box!"

The centurion who took over the command roared angrily, not paying attention to the charging Renn at all.

Even if they are strong, how can they deal with the army formation!

boom!boom!boom!

The black ball of light bombarded and exploded on the surface of the magic shield. The light kept flickering, and the ground under his feet was shattered into slag.

Ren sprinted in the sea of ​​flames. He now has both physical resistance and magic resistance. The opponent's long-range attack can't break through the defense at all. Ren shrank behind the shield and stared at the front firmly. The shield wall that is enough to block the street is approaching. A short distance away, and behind the shield wall are sharp sabers.

"Prepare--"

The voices of the officers were calm and calm, and the shield walls like a Roman army formation all stopped. The soldiers put all their strength on the shields, even if it was a large truck, it was impossible to rush over, and the crossbowmen drew their swords one after another. , the warlocks stepped back a little.

There is only one person opposite the killing machine!A person whose charging speed does not decrease at all!

"killed......"

boom!

A loud noise came from behind, and the stern scream made the centurion turn his head abruptly, and the shocking scene made him forget his order.

A monster suddenly appeared in the rear. It was at least five or six meters high, with strong limbs and a head like a wooden box. However, the wooden box had already been opened, and a long tongue protruded from the inside. The 'mouth' that was constantly opening and closing was chewing a Soldier.

Biological weapon? ? ?

The centurion didn't know how a wooden box turned into a monster, and the treasure box monster didn't give him a chance to react, and jumped directly into the middle of the warlocks, sweeping across the ground with its thick and long thighs.

boom!boom!

Unfortunately, this group of warlocks was gathering Originium skills. The treasure chest monsters killed the crowd and set off a bloody storm. They trampled two people to death with one in their mouths, and the warlocks who were swept away hit the street wall, either dead or injured .

"What is that?"

"Quick, crossbowmen shoot!"

A five- to six-meter-tall monster was much more eye-catching than Rennes. Out of instinct, the crossbowmen who had been converted into weapons all wound up one after another, and the shields moved forward to separate the distance between the two enemies.

Although panicked but not at a loss, Ren behind the black knight's shield bit his sword and held the long rope of the flame pot in his hand.

"But I predicted your prediction!"

He threw it without any hesitation, the flame pot was still in the air, a light flashed in his hand, he held the thunder pot again, and threw it out one after another.

From the flow of summoning to the flow of props, these powerful throwing props arced around the shield and exploded behind them.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Flames, lightning, burning and paralysis, Ren has spent all his money, turning a block into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning. He still keeps walking, throwing down his shield, stretching his staff forward, aiming at the scattered shield array .

Crystallized Soul Arrow! !

A 'shooting star' blasted into the shield formation that was being tormented by flames and lightning, a Sarkaz soldier flew out backwards, and his comrades beside him were preparing to fill their positions, when afterimages rushed in from the gap.

Ren opened his mouth, and the falling Illziel straight sword fell into his hand, adding a touch of ice to the flames and lightning!

Swah——

Ren passed by, and next to him was a heavy armored soldier who was clutching his throat and fell to the ground. He didn't stop, and rushed directly into the sea of ​​flames, and the flange suit was burned red.

He raised his head, and in front of him were soldiers who were ignited and rolled around. Their formation was scattered, and he didn't expect the enemy to rush in front of him so quickly.

dead!

A straight sword was cut horizontally, and a soldier with a crossbow was chopped into two pieces. Blood was flying in the flames. Ren leaned over suddenly and fell to the ground while avoiding a crossbow arrow.

French Sword Dance! !

After the dagger pierced into the ground, the whole body rotated, and the straight sword in the right hand swept across!

puff puff!

Several firemen's thighs were cut off, and they fell to the ground screaming, and the inertia of rotation disappeared. Ren's right foot kicked on the ground, and the whole person jumped into the air from the ground, spinning and cutting down the straight sword.

clang! ! !

Concentrating his strength on one point, Sarkaz, who held his general knife above his head, had no time to scream. The straight sword had cut him from the top of his head to his crotch. Ren's sword didn't stop, piercing through the blood mist, and his back rolled several times on the ground It bounced up again and shot forward with an arrow.

puff!

The sword edge stabbed straight into the centurion's stomach, he hurried back to help and was blinded by the burning flames, before he was stabbed through the abdomen by a sword before he could figure out what was going on.

"You're looking for death!" He stared wide-eyed, his eyes turned blood red, his muscles tightened, and the saber in his hand slashed straight down.

Swah——

Lie Yan was cut open, and the shock wave with the Originium skill blasted to a distance of more than ten meters, knocking away several subordinates who turned back, but the figure in front of him disappeared, and the centurion only felt a pain in the back.

Ren rolled under his crotch before he cut the sword, and stabbed the opponent's vest with a backhand.

A short dagger can't kill a centurion. Ren twisted his wrist and pulled out the dagger. A bloody arrow sprayed on the cloak. He didn't look back. He pulled out the straight sun sword on his left waist and fell to the ground, looking at the chaotic front. The gray eyes under the pointed hat were bloody.

French sword dance!

The miraculous skills of melee were used continuously, and in the chaotic battle, the enemy couldn't touch his shadow. Only when he looked down from the [-]-meter-high roof, could he clearly see Ashes moving forward!

"This......"

The expression on Alcador's face changed from the initial disdain to seriousness, cunning, secretive, and brave. This enemy was constantly approaching him, and he was sitting in the best audience seat to enjoy an opera.

An opera of blood and death, sword and fire!

The monster and the warrior attacked from both sides, and the guard formation he was so proud of was pierced through, until finally, a figure covered in embers flew out from under the monster's feet. The two people at [-] meters finally met their eyes.

Ren raised his head and saw the pure white figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He slowly raised his hand and stroked his throat with his thumb amidst the roar of the treasure box monster and the screams of the enemy.

"Don't run away!!"

Testimonials

Dear readers, thank you for reading so far.

This is the seventh time I have written a testimonial, but it is definitely the one with the most complicated mood and the most things I want to say.

I am also a veteran author. I have finished six books in Shuke with a total of 700 million words. It took a total of four and a half years. It is not fast or slow, but it is not bad as a part-time job. I think that I am in Shuke. Still have a bit of personality and reputation.

It stands to reason that the code words are as familiar as driving a car, but this book is still a bit depressing. Old book friends know that my original plan was to write about giants and beasts. I spent 20 days researching, outline, settings, plug-ins, The plot, even the title and introduction of the book have been prepared, but after being stabbed in the back by JSC, they can only overthrow it and start over.

Forced to re-select materials, 20 days of consumption made me miss the popularity of the second anniversary of Ark, because I first prepared the linkage between Blood Source and Ark, and it could be done in mid-May, just to catch the heat, not only wasting time, but also No heat.

After I started writing, I experienced two consecutive post-enclosures, setting the notebook into the water, losing the saved manuscript and so on. In fact, my mentality exploded a long time ago, but I thought that there are still so many people waiting to see, so I pack up and go Write.

Old book friends know that the protagonists of the tree are tough guys and strong men, such as Yuzuru's bravery, Otonashi's wisdom, and Ren's determination this time. This setting is because I hate the affectation of most Japanese male protagonists. What can I learn from them, after all, they are the ideal state of me.

As a famous scholar who chooses topics, I don’t expect popularity. I can only win by quality. I write diligently and earnestly. Writing a book is like being a human being. It’s still the old saying:

The hype will pass, the gimmicks will pass, but serious writing will always pay off.

As for this book, I designed a logical and self-consistent ending. Various lines point to the end, and various foreshadowings are already in place. In terms of writing level, I feel that it is higher than Ninja Journey.

This book is also not weak in conception, there must be some girls, but to dig deeper into the events of Terra, I always feel that the world view of Ark is more suitable for my writing style, and it is quite smooth to write, without the limitations of so many rules and regulations of ninja .

So I implore everyone to support, there is nothing to be hypocritical, I just want to get feedback when I code seriously, just like what I said to myself after failing to make the list:

If writing is life, then a true warrior should face the bleak life!

We will start at five o'clock tomorrow, see you soon.

Shaluo Shuangshu, the night of July 0, [-]

Chapter 64 Only Death Can Survive!

Set against a backdrop of blood and fire, filthy mercenaries challenge a noble Gorefiend Count.

The smile on Alcador's face froze completely. Looking at Ren who rushed directly into the tower, his fingers trembled slightly. He didn't smile mockingly until the figure of the other party disappeared.

He played well. First, he used the seriously wounded to draw out the army formation, while causing chaos and seeking a way to crack it. Then he used a strange Originium creation center to bloom, and he attacked back and forth with a brave and unparalleled charge to cut through the army formation.

Great, but—

That's it!

The earl turned his back, Ren's challenge was like a beast of burden yelling at Aslan, powerful but useless.

But the man's cunning impressed him more than his bravery, and the count walked to the side of the hall and picked up the Letania-style embossed microphone.

"Kars, have you found those people?"

"As you expected, there is indeed a Babel team hiding in the trading area!" The adjutant's urgent voice came, mixed with the sound of fighting.